#please yell your thoughts in the tags or my inbox

[bunnimatsu]

Now what about dom Matsus 😈

im tryna clear out my inbox so, thank you anon for this one!

tag(s): nothing too hardcore but if it’s too much for you, i’m sorry!, lowkey cringe, nsfw, dom matsus, not really edited and its basically just me horny talking and pulling it out of my ass, brat tamer karamatsu (that one’s for you @thebardisabird and @squidzza , I DID IT)

i tried to finish this as fast as i could.

osomatsu, who’s absolutely merciless when it comes to pounding you. he’ll grip your hips and slam himself into you over and over again, never slowing his pace down as wanton cries leave your lips. when you throw your head back in ecstasy, a smirk forms on his lips. he leans down and nearly whispers in your ear: “yeah you like that? tell oso how it feels…~ say it~” and when you can only let out cries and whimpers, his hand comes down on the fat of your ass and thighs while demanding you say who’s making you feel this good.

karamatsu, who’s a brat tamer. he’s the second oldest. he has younger brothers who get on his fucking nerves, you think he has time for YOUR shit, [name]? imagine: you’ve spent a looong time dragging him around the mall and doing things YOU wanted but the one time he wanted to do something, you whined a little and said no. kara had it rough the day prior and he thought shopping with you today would ease his mind but that little stunt made him snap. he grabbed your chin and tilted it up to look at him, his eyes a darker brown than you originally thought. he looked mean… “darling…i’ve spent so long trying to please you today…just like how you deserve..but the one time i ask for something i want…i get a no and a whine.. i’m very tired, cherie…” you’ve never seen him like this before and to be honest, it made you squirm a little. “you’re going into this store and shutting that pretty little mouth…understood?”

and that was the night karamatsu absolutely rocked your shit. hands tied to the bed post and having no mercy on your pretty body.

choromatsu, who no longer gets nervous around you and started to show the strict side of him. at first, he was always careful when it came down to spending a night with him. gentle caresses and slow yet nervous kisses down your body, asking ‘i-is that okay..?’. you loved it, sure, but you wanted more. you knew what choromatsu was capable of, especially when it comes down to being mean. you see it when he’s badgering at his brothers, yelling at them for being lazy pieces of shit and…ordering them around. to be honest, it was kind of sexy. he was a little shocked when you asked him if he can apply that kind of behavior in bed but he didn’t oppose to it. so naturally, you found yourself facing a mirror while you were sat on his lap, bouncing on his cock. his hands made their way up to your chest to tweak your nipples and when you tilt your head back in pleasure, he firmly grabs your cheeks and makes you look into the mirror again. “don’t look away. i told you not to look away.”

ichimatsu, who always has to have you bound. gagged, on a good day. he puts you in positions you didn’t even know existed and it leaves your poor muscles sore the next day. ichi loves to get rough with you, treating you like you’re his prey while he’s the predator. your entire body would always be covered in bruises and bite marks and it makes him always smirk in pride. he always leaves your legs shaking, whether he’s drilling into your sopping wet pussy or driving his tongue deep into you, hoping to get more and more of your sweet essence. more. ichi wants more of you. and he’ll do anything to get it.

jyushimatsu, who pins you against anything and everything. there isn’t a single piece of furniture in your house that’s untouched by you and him. he’ll have sex with you at any chance he gets if you ask him. he’ll hold you up against the wall, his biceps flexing a bit in his compression long sleeve as he pistons his hips into yours. the usual wide-mouthed smile he has on his face is replaced with a look of concentration, focused on your body and how it reacts to his touch. but that also quickly fades back to his smile as he looks at you and laughs almost joyously, “am i making you feel good?”

todomatsu, who loves to tease you. light feather touches as you sit in your chair at the mixer he took you to. you knew what he was doing, and by god, did it make you squirm a bit. it all started because atsushi was sat across from you. you were just being friendly to the guy, chatting like how you normally would. but todomatsu hated that. he didn’t like the way his ‘friend’ looked at you. only he was allowed to look at you like that, why were you letting him? and then you felt it. todomatsu’s hands gently rubbing your thigh. you looked down at his hand then up at him, moving your leg away then going back to talking to atsushi. mistake #1. he didn’t like that, so he took it a bit further. when atsushi started talking to the others at the table, you felt your boyfriend’s hand dip between your thighs, brushing against your heat slightly. you jerked forward and played it off as something else when atsushi asked if you were okay. todomatsu retracted his hand as if nothing happened, giving you a stupid coy smile. that night when you two went home, your legs were immediately spread open while he worked the vibrator against your aching cunt. you cried for forgiveness as you made a mess for what seemed like the hundredth time. he smiled sadistically as he cooed at you. “i don’t think you really are sorry~”

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and that’s that!

sorry if it’s underwhelming, writing’s still not my strong suit.

anyway, i have to tell you guys agaaiiinnn, my ask box regarding writing is closed so please, don’t send me stuff unless i say otherwise 🥹

other than that, love ya!

- jarvis <3

#jarvis.fics #osomatsu san #mr. osomatsu x reader #osomatsu san imagines #osomatsu san smut #mr. osomatsu smut #osomatsu #karamatsu #choromatsu #ichimatsu #jyushimatsu #todomatsu

[simmyfrobby]

Being a bitch about the leafs getting a dewey is immature. Sadposting and making little edits about how awful Toronto is? Fuck off. Just because your team cant make the playoffs dont blame the teams that can. We will love him on the leafs. Get over yourself.

okay so i normally delete these kinda asks without bothering w a reply because i honestly think they’re kind of tiresome & because i know you’re just being a fan and if i can forgive wild fans for being unreasonable about their team i then i can forgive leafs fans for it too. 

with that said: braindead take.

just. stupid. so stupid, in fact, that i will write a reply because i think it genuinely might make me feel a little better. 

okay so lets start right at the end. WHY should i get over the fact that a player i like is no longer on my team. why should it matter that you’ll love him. my team was sold of in little bits to teams i either don’t care about or actively root against. 

that?? sucks?? 

i care about my team. i want my team to win. i want my favourite players to stay on my team and when they don’t that’s upsetting. this is not a revolutionary concept.

also the way it all played out was kinda shitty. i knew we would likely lose duhaime, but after losing pat i thought we would maybe get to keep dewar. and when the deadline passed i thought we were ok. hell, even connor thought he was safe. and that he would get to stay with his friends. and then it turns out we lost him at the last second. and that’s fucking gutting. 

“we will love him in toronto” ok. even if that is true, my favourite toy was taken away and given to some other kid. i don’t care whether or not they’re happy to have him. i didn’t want to give him away. were you happy for the canes when bunting went there instead of coming back to the leafs??? no because that’s not how this works. i don’t want good things for the leafs i want good things for my team. i don’t want other teams to win i want my team to win

and that’s allowed.

encouraged even.

“sadposting and making little edits” ok this is fair and accurate and i might make it my blog title if you don’t mind. it is funny to me that you interpret that poem as being about how much the leafs suck and not about?? how being traded suddenly?? and your best friend being traded away?? sucks??? poems are funny things and don’t say anything definitively, so you are allowed to interpret it however you like, but i haven’t gotten any angry avs fans in my inbox yelling about my "duhaime sadposts"?

but ok! directors note & something worth keeping in the back of your mind when interacting w this edit and also all other dewar edits: 

This is not!!! About you!!! 

i am not trying to hurt your feelings!! i do not care about your team!! for the love of god please just unfollow my blog.

also. and this is pedantic but i want to say it because its been bothering me. you don’t get “A Dewey”, you get Connor Dewar. the deweys were a matched set and without duhaime on the same team what does that even matter. you don’t get “dewey 2” you get Connor Dewar. congrats! that's great! he’s wonderful. please treat him nice etc etc.

being a bitch about the leafs is immature and i will do a better job of tagging my anti-leafs posts from now on. ill even tag all of my dewey poems as anti leafs if they're this upsetting to you.

one final thing: the wild not making the playoffs is very much the fault of other teams and i absolutely could blame other teams for it. theyre better and they beat us and now we might not make the playoffs. again: that's how this works. i get your point though, its not the leafs´ fault the wild have been miserable this season but i reserve the right to dislike them either way :)

congrats on the cute little guy. i will miss him very much. and again: PLEASE unfollow.

#i was right. that did make me feel better actually. #and im sorry but. bert went to the leafs and i had to listen to leafs fans complain about how much he sucked for several months #didnt love that. pardon me for not being overly optimistic about how dewar will be received #hope to be wrong ofc #i will miss him SO FUCKING MUCH u guys #fuck.

[dustofthedailylife]

hi hi!! i saw that you take requests(sorta), but if you don’t, please delete this ask or ignore it!!

so, recently it emerged the rumor that diluc and donna are gonna get married, or are in a possible engagement fruit from some sort of contract

now, supposing that my last supposition is correct (the contract), how would the reader reacted when diluc tells them about it, while they both are in a relationship with each other? (basically a tiny angst)

again, if you do not take requests or are too busy for them, or simply the prompt isn’t to your appeal, feel free to ignore/delete it!!

"I love you more than words can say..."

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Pairing: Diluc x (gn!) Reader

Tags: SFW, angst to comfort, both Reader and Diluc are crying, lots of fluff, cuddles and confessions at the end.

A/N: I know this has been sitting in my ask box since September but I meant to write something for it for so long already and now I finally had time to do so. I hope you still get to see and read this. I always feel guilty for keeping some requests in my inbox for so long 😣

“Did you already hear that the young Ragnvindr is going to be wed our Donna soon? That must mean he and his current fling must’ve broken up.”

“Oh, pray tell?”

You froze in place as you heard the gossip of some oblivious bypassers. You were just standing in front of Good Hunter, buying some groceries as you heard a sentence that made your heart throb while simultaneously causing your thoughts to race a thousand miles per hour. You almost dropped the bag with groceries you were holding because of the sheer wave of panic and shock those words had inflicted upon you.

“... hey, is everything alright?”, Sara asked worriedly.

“Sorry. What did you say?”, you shook your head in order to get back to the here and now. Surely this was just one of those weird rumors without any substance again. Diluc would’ve told you if it was true, right?

“You suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence and looked like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Ah, pardon me. I thought I heard something.”

You continued putting the remaining groceries in your bag in silence. You were so startled you even forgot what you and Sara even had been talking about prior to this incident. You paused as you considered asking Sara about the rumor and whether she has heard about it, too.

“Say, did you happen to hear about the marriage of Donna and Diluc, too?”, you hesitantly inquired after giving it some thought.

“Oh, that one. Yeah, of course. Everyone’s already been waiting forever for it to happen. After all, you don’t get to see someone marry the richest person in the entirety of Mondstadt every day. It’s pretty exciting if you ask me. Don’t you think?”

“Yes, very… exciting.”

You gulped loudly as you hurried off to the Angel’s Share where you hoped to find Diluc to confront him directly if what you just heard bore any truth. And you prayed to Celestia it doesn’t.

Not only would it mean he kept it from you the entire time and essentially lied to you, but also that he just used you. But it was just a stupid rumor, right? It had to be.

You basically barged into the Angel’s Share with panic evident on your face. It wasn’t open for business yet seeing as it was still pretty early in the day, so the only one present inside was the one you were looking for. Diluc was just carrying some things into the store room when you arrived and he immediately dropped everything to rush over to you.

“Love? Are you alright?”, he attempted to take your hand but you yanked it away. The expression on his face shifted to one of great concern.

“Don’t touch me!”, you yelled. “Stop pretending and playing me for a fool!”

Hot tears welled up in your eyes and flowed down your cheeks. You had tried to hold them back but it proved to be impossible. Even more so when you didn’t know where to put all these emotions in your heart. Anger and sadness mixed with the unsurmountable love you felt for the man before you who had also betrayed your trust.

“I don’t quite follow.”, he said, shook his head, and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Bullshit.”, you hissed. “How long do you intend to play with my heart? Just stop I know the truth…”

“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is you being engaged to Donna!”, you said with your voice barely above a whisper. Your throat felt constricted from all the things you wanted to scream out but couldn't. “What even am I to you, Diluc?”

He rubbed his hands over his eyes and let out a long sigh. You noticed that they too had become red and puffy. You had completely missed that he had started crying too and you didn’t know how to react or interpret it. Did he want to be pitied, was he just frustrated that he got caught, or was it something else?

“It is not what it sounds like.”, he breathed out as his eyes continued to fill with tears. But you were done, you didn't want to hear any excuses that he would probably just make up as well. You turned around and headed for the door as you felt him holding onto your arm to keep you from leaving.

“Please - please listen to me.”, he begged and you could feel his grip tighten on your arm in desperation.

“I’ll give you two minutes.”, you stated coldly.

You walked over to the bar and sat down on one of the stools, looking at him expectantly. And he better had a damn good excuse or this will be the last time he’d ever get to see you.

He exhaled shakily before facing you and taking both your hands in his.

“What you heard was once true… however, it is no longer. I never loved Donna, nor will I ever. You’re the only one I love and you’re the one I want to marry. I’m sorry you had to find all of this out the way you did, I should’ve told you about it way earlier. But I didn’t think it would ever resurface. My father was the one who arranged the marriage but after his passing, it sunk into oblivion and I thought it would stay there for good because I never wanted to marry someone I don't love.”

You were still shaken up but you were watching his expression carefully as he spoke and your gut was telling you that he was speaking the truth.

“Recently... Donna came up to me again and wanted me to fulfill that arrangement which I politely declined and told her I wouldn't want to marry anyone but you. She left in an angered state but I didn’t think she would go as far as to start spreading rumors. She must've intended to put me under the pressure of the public eye or cause you to leave me.”, he continued to explain with frustration in his voice.

He deeply sighed once more and reassuringly squeezed your hands a little tighter. He looked deep into your eyes and a soft smile seeped through his pained expression before he spoke again.

“So, I beg you to believe me when I say there is no other person I love. There is only room for you in my heart and there only ever will be. I don’t know what I would do if you left me. You complete me like no other.”

He wiped the tears out of his eyes with the back of his hand before looking at you once more with a heartbroken expression looking back at your equally shattered expression. So you both stood there crying, unsure whether it was out of relief or aftershocks of the initial fight had.

“You idiot.”, you sniffled through your tears as you nudged his shoulder with your fist and made an effort to throw him a playful smile. “You should’ve just told me!”

“Yes, I know… I'm so sorry.”

You got up from the stool and embraced him in a mind-numbingly tight hug while nuzzling your face into his chest and soaking in his scent. He was quick to return your embrace with a sigh of relief. He patted down your back and kissed the crown of your head softly. You felt like ten stones were lifted off your chest at once and you were finally able to breathe again.

“I love you so much, it almost kills me.”

“I love you too, Diluc. More than words can say.”

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments and asks about Genshin or my fics are always greatly appreciated.

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[psychoc1ty]

ok here’s more 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

✧.* “be a good girl for daddy.”

summary: johnny went to go shoot a stunt, and when he came home, he had to show his girl how much he missed her.

wc: 1231 words

warnings: small soft leading to dirty talk, smut, some degrading, praise, soft aftercare at the end

a/n: this was inspired by a johnny smut i’ve read on AO3, so if they have a tumblr PLEASE tag them below so they have ib 🤍 also if you have reqs feel free to put them in my inbox

johnny got back home from shooting a bit he kept talking about for a while. first he was planning it, then he decided to actually do it. you on the other hand? anxious.

he was finally done with it, and it was about 10pm when he got home. "hey hun!" he yelled out. you were taking a nap at this time, so johnny just pretty much woke you up. but hey, you weren't mad. you missed him.

"hi, babe." you got up from the couch, and went over to the kitchen, where he was now. he was just setting his stuff down, and was coming over to you.

"i missed you, doll," he said as he brought you in for a hug. you felt like you were about to fall asleep again, as his warm body warmed yours, “i missed you too. how was filming?” like you thought, you were gonna be worried for johnny today. what could’ve happened to him?

“it was good, just another average day. although i got this on my stomach.” johnny lifted his shirt, showing a bruise, you gasped. this was related to what you were thinking, “johnny! oh my god, oh my god.”

he laughed, and rubbed your shoulder, meaning a sign for you to relax, “relax, babydoll. it’s nothing serious.” it was that since you were dating a stunt performer, you just got anxious of what he was doing. but he always found ways to reassure you.

“so, what have you been doing all day?” he asked you as he was getting a bottle of water. all you did was call your friends, watch tv, and be lazy, “eh, today was just a lazy day. i’ve been missing you all day, that’s a fact.”

johnny let a small smirk form on his face, “really? well i’ll say i missed you too.” that’s when he trapped you between his arms and pinned you against the counter. he kissed you not too rough, and not light.

you let out a soft moan, knowing that he was about to get things heated. he knew he had to show his girl how much he missed her.

johnny picked you up and took you to the bedroom, laying you down. he towered over you as he attacked your lips, “god, i missed you so much, baby.” your hands roamed all over his body, “i missed you too, johnny..”

he stopped and got on his knees, sitting up. he started to undo his pants, and when he pulled him down, the outline of his erection was showing.

“you see this, sugar? yeah, thats what happens to me when we end up like this.”

you sat up, and pulled down his boxers. his dick sprung free. your eyes were glimmering at the sight of it. johnny put his hand on your head, “well? i kinda need some help here. why don’t you be a good girl and suck me off?”

you start to stroke it, rubbing the tip with your thumb. moans and whimpers started to escape out of johnny’s mouth, “mhm, oh baby..” your eyelids lowered, as your mouth reached his tip. you put it into your mouth, and sucked on it.

johnny started to tug on your hair as you kept putting your saliva all over his dick, “that’s it, mamas…” his noises started to get louder and extend. you took a challenge at yourself, and decide to take him down your throat.

you gagged on it, but it made johnny feel good, “good god, sugar. you’re gonna make me cum.” that’s when you took him out of your mouth, stroked him fast with your tongue out.

he started to laugh, “you think i’m gonna cum for you? i mean yeah you’d look hot when my mess is all over your face, but nuh uh.��� you stuck your tongue back in your mouth, and stopped stroking.

with no warning, johnny threw you into doggy style, and forcefully pulled down your panties. he played with your clit a bit, “you feel so good, baby. so nice and wet all for me.” you let out a soft whimper, “johnny.. why are you doing this so quick..?”

he kept playing with you, “oh baby, just say my name, yep, yep..” the more he touched you, the more you got soaked and your juices led on his fingers. you continued to let out noises, which made him grow harder.

johnny took his fingers away, and put his dick into your mess. you gasped when you felt it. he felt so good in you, “you feel good, doll?” you whimpered in response, “yes, johnny, mhm..”

he started to thrust into you lightly, “you’re so cute.” you gripped onto the bedsheets, barely letting any noise. he goes like this at first, but once he gets the hang of it, you cant even speak the next day.

johnny held your hair in a ponytail, so he could pull it as you were getting pleasured. he started to go faster, and that’s when your lewd noises were getting started, “yeahh, good girl, baby.” he got faster as your moans got louder, “j-johnny! mhm!”

noises came out of you like crazy; it’s like you were out of control. he bit his lip and slapped your ass, “you think you can say my name for daddy?” you were heavy breathing, not being able to give a response. you were scared to say it, because what if it comes out the wrong way?

“awh, dont be shy now, sugar.” he slammed into you so rough, you couldn’t comprehend words. but luckily you managed to get this out, “oh, johnny!!” he pulled your hair, “see? i knew you could say it for daddy. good girl. you’re doing so good for me.”

the only thing you could say at this point was his name. it was the only thing you could take in. you arched your back at the immense pleasure you felt from johnny, feeling your orgasm reach up more. he wouldn’t stop on you til he reached his.

“j-johnny! i’m so fucking close!” you whined. johnny tugged your hair again, “awh, poor baby has to wait til daddy comes.” you whine again, “but johnny..” he just laughs at you.

“so fucking desperate to cum, huh? you’re so adorable. if you wanna cum that bad, you’re gonna have to beg.” you threw your head back. you couldn’t hold your mess any longer, you just did it so you can make johnny happy.

“please, johnny. i’ve been so good for you and i’ve been doing everything you told me, right? i’m such a good girl for daddy, aren’t i?”

johnny sighs, “yeah, you have. okay, i’ll let you cum, pretty girl.” if to make things easier, he rubbed your clit fast, and your juices were leaking. one loud moan came out of you as you came. johnny then came right behind you, “good.. fuckin’.. girl..”

he took himself out of you, with you both out of breath. you laid down completely naked. johnny went to go clean himself up, then you. he made sure you both were clean head to toe. once he was done, he got in bed with you.

“you did really good for me.” you giggled and went into his arms, “thank you.”

you both ended up falling asleep together. tomorrow will be an interesting day for you both.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville smut #i’m fucking screaming

[myreygn]

HELLO I SAW WHAT U SAID ABOUT DEMON SLAYER (THAT YOULL KISS ME LMFAO) BUT I WANTED TO ASK FOR MAYBE LEE ENMU??? YEAH IK HE JUST IS SO UNDERRATED IN THE TK COMMUNITY- idk why I’m yelling sorry but I need Lee or ler enmu anything pls 😭 my love for that man is indescribable and HE HAS LIKE NO TK CONTENT and that makes me sad awawaw but anyway have a good day or night or whatever time it is for u <333

Unhand me!

summary: Akaza allows himself to take a day off from the mission he was assigned and decides to stay at Mugen train - surely he and Enmu can avoid each other for the time being. Only that Enmu seemingly has no interest in avoiding Akaza and Upper Moon Three isn't one to turn down a challenge.

an: HI I'M SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG ALSO PLEASE YELL AS MUCH AS YOU WANT WE SUPPORT YELLING ON THIS BLOG- okay good news is i finally finished it and i had a lot of fun with it, i also learned to appreciate enmu more during the time i had this in my inbox and finished the manga so i feel like i was able to write for them a lot better than i would have been three months ago! thank you for the request - i went with akaza's pov for this one because i find his easier to write than enmu's, i hope that's okay ^^ it's set somewhere between s1 and s2, enjoy!

wordcount: 1765

tagging: @giggly-squiggily because i stole your rui/akaza-dynamic and @duckymcdoorknob because it's your husband <3

warnings: it's an akaza pov so lots of swearing!

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Akaza was exhausted. Which was ridiculous, considering that demons, let alone Upper Moons, shouldn’t even be able to feel something as mundane as exhaustion. Yet this stupid mission managed to- no, it wasn’t a stupid mission, there was no way he could even think that when there was so much as a chance of Muzan-sama listening in on his thoughts at that very moment. 

A noticeable shiver ran through Akaza’s body and he jumped through the opening in the train’s roof (whatever purpose a damn skylight on a train had but alright). It would probably be best to just not think about this mission at all for a few hours. He had worked hard these past few weeks, he could take a day off. And while the company of Lower Moon One certainly wouldn’t be his first choice in any other situation (except maybe if it was between them and fucking Douma) the train they had brought under their control would do as lodging for now. Especially because it was in the engine shed which meant that there were no people around to disturb him and enough space to get away from Enmu in case they got too annoying.

Akaza slouched down in one of the seats, not bothering to open his eyes when he felt a poorly covered presence approaching. “I’m just crushing here for today, don’t make a fuss about it.”

No answer, but the presence was still there. Okay, weird, but it was undoubtedly exactly who he thought it was and he wasn’t gonna open his eyes for Enmu of all people. A little voice in the back of his head started squeaking about how disrespectful the lower ranked demon was being but honestly, Akaza didn’t have the energy to scold them right now. Who cared anyway, it was just the two of them and Enmu knew very well that Akaza could obliterate their ass within two seconds, so whatever.

He crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back and enjoying the silence. Well, while it lasted.

Tap.

Nope. Absolutely not.

Tap. 

He was not gonna sacrifice his peace of mind for whatever bullshit Enmu was up to.

Tap tap. Taptaptaptaptap- 

“GAH!” Akaza felt his eyes fly wide open and his foot crashed into the floor next to his seat at something squeezing his knee. A few quick tapping noises and a soft snicker that seemed to come from the walls rather than from the hand that sat patiently in the middle of the gangway, an aura of fake innocence and smugness to it that would’ve driven Akaza up the wall on any other day.

Today though? Maybe it was really only because he was so fed up with this not at all stupid, so much fun mission that he had been trying to complete for weeks now but he had to admit, he felt rather… playful. Daki and Gyutaro had plenty of playfights whenever they all came together and although he’d rather walk straight into the sun than admit it out loud, there was always a sting of jealousy in his chest watching them. He had no one he could do that with - these days he hardly ever came across anyone who a) matched his strength enough for them to actually do something like that, b) had the guts to challenge him and c) didn’t make him want to rip his own head off whenever they opened their mouth. Fucking Douma, honestly.

And sure, Enmu was only a lower moon but they still matched two out of the three necessary criteria, so maybe it was gonna be fun. The hand tapped the floor with its index finger and a mouth appeared on it, stretched into a wide grin. Fuck it, why shouldn’t he play along.

“You have balls, I’ll give you that.” He lunged forward, missing the hand only by a mere inch or so. Hm. Surprising enough. Of course he hadn’t used his full speed but he still had planned on catching the hand. Little fucker was quick - that, or he was more exhausted than he had thought. Maybe both. Probably both.

“That was a good one, Akaza-sama!”

Heavens, he didn’t need this creepy thing giving him compliments- “Hey!” In the brief second he had been busy thinking about how weird it was to literally talk to the hand (he had seen Enmu pull the talk to the hand move on one of the other lower moons once and begrudgingly admitted to himself that that had been pretty cool), said hand had lunged forward to squeeze his knee once more. That brave move brought an end to its attempt at a reign of terror though.

“Gotcha!” Akaza held the hand up by the fingers, pressing them together in a way he hoped wasn’t too painful - he was still having fun and didn’t really want that ruined by Enmu getting hurt and inevitably becoming horny over it - and smirked at the struggling limb. “What do you think you’re doing, huh?”

“Oh, I thought we were playing a little game,” Enmu chirped through the hand’s mouth (hands shouldn’t have mouths, jeez, Enmu was so weird), “Akaza-sama seemed so down on the bench, I thought I might as well try to cheer him up.”

“By sending your creepy hand to squeeze my knee?”

“Yes!” The thumb wriggled excitedly and Akaza was glad he was holding the other fingers hostage so he didn’t have to see them do it as well. “Douma-sama told me about Akaza-sama’s knees being quite, hum, sensitive, I wanted to see for myself!”

“He said that, huh?” Akaza felt heat boiling in his stomach but he couldn’t really tell whether it was anger or horror at the prospect of Douma spreading this particular weakness of his around like hot gossip - not that a vast majority of demons could manage to utilize it against him if he didn’t want them to. Still. Fucking Douma. “Did he tell you what would happen if you got busted by me?”

The hand seemed to stiffen a little at that and Akaza couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle. “That’s what I thought. Tell you what, if you show yourself right now I might go easy on you.”

Silence. He lifted the hand to eye level. “Alright. You brought this upon yourself.”

A shriek echoed from the train’s walls and Akaza felt the corners of his mouth pull up in amazement. All he had done was gently scratch at the soft skin right where regular humans had their artery. “If your wrists are this bad, what about the rest of your hand?”

“Wahait, wait, Akahaza-samahahahaaa!”

Akaza snickered to himself, relentlessly dragging his blunt nails over Enmu’s wrist. (Enmu’s hand’s wrist? This was Enmu’s hand, right? He wondered whether they carried substitute hands in their pockets.) “I am waiting, waiting for you to come out so I can look at your face while I annihilate you.”

There was no real bite to his words and he was sure Enmu could tell - otherwise they would’ve probably thrown themselves in the dirt in front of Akaza already, begging to be left alive. Not that Akaza had the authority to kill the last remaining lower moon just like that but Enmu probably didn’t know that, and honestly, they didn’t need to. He was allowed to keep at least a little bit of his threatening exterior.

Although how threatening could he seem, standing in an empty train and tickling a detached hand? Probably not very, but whatever, looking threatening wasn’t the top priority right now. The top priority remained getting that little weasel Enmu to leave their hiding spot and if he had to bring out the big guns for that, then fine, he’d bring out the big guns.

“AIEEE! Ahahahakazaha-sahahama! Nohot thahahahat!”

Enmu was losing it now and the whole train vibrated as if shaken by their high and shrieky cackles. Akaza allowed himself an evil chuckle. There was something very satisfying about hearing that normally melodic and breathy voice brought to such loud and, dare he say it, ridiculous noises. Especially considering that he wasn’t really doing much aside from gently scribbling over the palm of the hand - as he knew all too well from countless humiliating interactions with Douma, a light touch was often enough to really get someone screaming and Enmu didn’t seem to be the exception to that.

“Ahakazahaha-sahahamaha, unhahand mehehe!”

“Oh, you think you’re really funny, huh?!”

“NAHAHAT THEHE PAHAHALM!”

Growing more hysterical by the second.

“PLEHEHEHEASE!”

Hilarious.

“You know what to do if you want me to stop.” Akaza smirked to himself when a low thud behind him notified him of Enmu’s long overdue surrender and he stopped his attack on the hand to turn around to an absolutely demolished looking lower moon. As soon as he took his fingers off, the limb went limp (Ha ha.) and he gave himself a moment to relish in the sound of Enmu desperately gasping for air. “There you are, you little freak. So I guess that means I win.”

“Ehe, indeed you do. Well played, Akaza-sama.” Enmu got on their knees and grinned up at him, cheeks flushed and lips stretched into a pleased smile; a smile Akaza found himself returning, much to his surprise. “May I have a turn now?”

The upper moon hesitated for a moment. Pausing and really thinking about it, this was beyond inappropriate, but then again… it wasn’t like Muzan-sama didn’t already know about the tickle fights amongst his Kizuki. And even if Enmu went on to tattle about this to Douma, well, it wasn’t like Douma didn’t know about Akaza’s tendency to goof off with the lower moons as well. Or at least his tendency to goof off with a former lower moon. 

Akaza felt the ever so slight hint of a sting in his chest; he knew he shouldn’t, but damn, he missed Rui. He remembered their tickle fights, their games of hide and seek, Rui demanding piggyback rides. And grief was such an embarrassingly human feeling to experience, but to call it anything else would be a lie. For a moment he wondered whether Rui missed him too, watched him even - wouldn’t Rui want him to do this? He could almost sense the kid nudging him from the afterlife - Do it! I haven’t seen you laugh in a while! And Enmu was still there, still looking up at him so expectantly and fuck it, why the hell not! 

“Bring it on, sleeping beauty.”

Maybe it was okay to feel a little human every now and then.

#rey writes #tword fic #demon slayer #demon slayer fic #kimetsu no yaiba #12 kizuki #enmu #akaza #ticklish!enmu #lee!enmu #ler!akaza

[midgardian-witch]

Good day! Or evening! Or morning! Now that I've covered every part of the day....if you're still doing these...

Prompt 10, please? "*You're* the one avoiding me!"

Werewolf by Night, but make it Three's Company. Oh no! There's been a misunderstanding!

Sorry, I am very exhausted and loopy. And that was a Friends reference to a Three's Company reference. And honestly it's probably only funny to me. 🫠 Thank you for always indulging me. Byeeee.

I watched neither so I am very sorry for not getting those references 😔 But our favorite woof boy + misunderstanding? That I can absolutely do 👍

I did miss seeing you in my inbox lately so I am glad to see you're back for more Jack content! I hope you'll like it 💙

Idiots

tags: a little angst | a little fluff | misunderstandings | established relationship | gn!reader

ships: Jack Russell/Reader

AO3

Edit: added AO3 link

"You're the one avoiding me!"

"Stay away. This is too dangerous for you."

You were mad at him at first. Why couldn’t you stay with him like Ted did? Sure you weren't a supernatural creature that could crush someone's head with your bare hands but you could defend yourself! 

After some self-reflection you figured that maybe Jack was right. He was the werewolf after all. He should know best what could be dangerous for you and what wouldn't. 

You just weren't sure if he wanted to have you around even after the full moon. You tried your best to help around camp and to make things comfortable for Jack when he returned but when he did, he all but crashed back into his sleeping bag without another word. 

He was exhausted. Of course he was. You could only imagine how much energy the transformation must drain from him. So you decided to give him some space, take a walk, maybe forage for some food. 

You were wandering the woods, picking up mushrooms, herbs and other edible plants. You hoped Jack was alright, that he was resting like he should. It was difficult to stay away when all you wanted was to hold him close and take care of him. But he told you to stay away and he did need the rest, the time alone. 

He would find you when he was ready. Jack wouldn't just leave you alone out here.

But what if he wanted you to stay away forever? What if it wasn't just for this past full moon? 

Jack was a mother hen at heart. What if he thought he himself was too dangerous to be around you, not just the wolf? 

With your thoughts spiraling further into darkness you kept walking through the forest almost mechanically, your body on autopilot. 

You didn't even notice the sun setting again over the horizon. 

The only thing that finally pulls you out of your dark musings is someone yelling your name. 

You stop in your tracks and look around. It doesn't take long until you see Jack running in your direction. 

"Mi vida! What are you doing here? The moon is almost up again. You shouldn't be out here alone so late; it's dangerous!" 

You flinch as he says it, the words too close to what he said before, to what drove you into the forest in the first place. 

Jack sees you flinch and freezes, afraid he may have scared you. 

"I'm sorry, mi amor. I'm still a bit agitated from last night."

You shake your head, your teeth worrying your lower lip. He moves closer to you, arms open to signal that he was going to hug you, letting you decide whether or not to let him. You lean into his embrace, the one space you would always feel safe in. 

Jack holds you close, arms tight around your body as if he never wanted to let you go again. 

"Please don't go alone into the wilderness again when it's dark, mi amor. I understand that you want to avoid me but-"

You freeze in his embrace. 

"What? You're the one avoiding me!" 

Jack pulls back only a bit so he can face you. He looks terribly confused. 

"I am not avoiding you, mi vida! You are the one walking into the woods alone away from me."

"Because you were avoiding me! Because you think you're so dangerous and I can’t handle being around a werewolf and- and…"

You look at each other in silence for a few seconds before you both burst out laughing. 

"We are idiots."

Jack nods in agreement, a big grin on his face. 

"Ah yes but we are each other's idiot."

#jack russell/reader #jack russell #jack russell x reader #werewolf by night fanfic #jack russell x you #werewolf by night #fran-writes

[aquagirl1978]

Aqua! I have missed sliding into your inbox 💙💙💙Can I request Licht and warming hands for the fall Fluff event? Baby boy needs some love, and his cute little gestures are fatal for my heart. Sending you all the hugs and fall vibes 🎃

Hello dear Chaya...it's been too long since I've written Licht. Hope you enjoy your sweet boy.

A Sweet Treat - Licht Klein x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

A/N: Part of the Fall Fluff/Autumn Angst ccc hosted by myself and @violettduchess

Pairing: Licht Klein x Reader

Prompt: warming hands

Tags: fluff

“Someone’s spoiling Licht today,” Yves commented upon seeing the tray of darioles you had just pulled from the oven. 

Unmolding the pastries, you carefully placed them on a platter, sifting powdered sugar on top. “Not spoiling. He’s had a long day training and deserves a sweet treat.”

Yves smiled approvingly, unable to argue with you. If anyone deserved a sweet treat, it was his little brother Licht. 

“Who deserves a sweet treat?” a familiar deep voice asked. You shrieked as a pair of arms circled your waist, cold hands resting on your stomach.

“Licht!” you yelled. “Your hands are freezing!”

He quickly removed his hands from you. “Sorry,” he said with a small smile. “Couldn’t help myself.”

“Not so fast.” Grabbing his hands, you pulled him close to you. “Let’s warm you up,” you whispered, rubbing his hands between yours, the heat from your hands soaking into his.

He sighed as your thumbs massaged his calloused palms, his skin warming in your soft hands. “That feels good.”

Yves cleared his throat loudly; Licht might be his favorite brother, but some things were better left private.

“Hi, Yves.” Licht awkwardly greeted his older brother while stepping away from you. “Did you make these?” he asked, quickly changing the subject while pointing towards the tray of darioles.

Yves politely shook his head, smiling instead towards you before quietly leaving the room. Licht’s gaze caught yours, a pleased smile gracing his lips. 

“Did you make that for me?”

“Yes.” You lifted a sugar dusted dariole to his lips; tempted to tease him, you almost pulled it away when he leaned in for a bite. He closed his eyes as he savored the treat; sweeter because it was made by your hands.

"Did you add cinnamon?" 

"Yes, I thought it would go well with this." You handed him a mug of piping hot apple cider you had brewed while baking. "Should help warm those cold hands of yours, too."

"Thanks." He took the mug from your hands; his finger, still cold, grazed yours. You both enjoyed the drink in silence, the fragrant aroma of apples and cinnamon filling the air.

Mugs drained, empty on the table, Licht wrapped his arms around your waist from behind. "Are my hands still cold?" he whispered in your arm.

Your body stiffened against his, your fingers searched for his; lacing yours in his, you found his touch was now warm. Sighing, your body melted against his, his heat radiating through your body. 

He kissed your neck while waiting for your answer, his lips soft and firm on your exposed skin, leaving your body trembling against his. He squeezed your hands as he nibbled on your delicate skin, sure to leave you love bruised.

Twisting in his arms, you turned to face him. "Your hands are warm…" Placing your hands on his chest, you gazed into his crimson eyes. "But I should make sure the rest of you is warm." 

Taking your hint, Licht took your hand in his, and led you to his bedroom where you spent the remainder of the day warming each other.

Tagging: @redheadkittys @alixennial @rhodolitesrose @atelieredux @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @queengiuliettafirstlady @queen-dahlia @devildomwritersposts @talfollowingstuff @kpop-and-otome @kisara-16 @altairring @lucyw260 @lordsisterxotome @violettduchess @umi-adxhira @bellerose-arcana @yarnnerdally @scorchieart @crypticbibliophile

#fall fluff autumn angst ccc #ikemen series #ikemen prince #ikepri #licht klein #ikepri licht #ikemen licht #otome #otome games

[jahayla-parker]

💜⚡️ Jahayla’s Quick Explanation, Apology, & Appreciation Post 💜⚡️

Explanation and Apology

Many of you have noticed that I’ve been MIA for a bit (minus my prescheduled posts), so I wanted to say a few words.

First, the posts you’ve seen lately were PRE-SCHEDULED. I promise I’m not avoiding, ghosting, or ignoring ANYONE. 💜

I legit haven’t been online on here in awhile. This includes tags, notifications, comments, messages, asks, etc.

I’m sorry if it seemed like I was being rude by not having interacted, it’s only because I wasn’t online!

Why did I stay off Tumblr for a bit?

Outside of increased responsibilities in my life, lately when I’ve come on here I’ve been getting hate and pressure.

It’s not an excessive amount, but it’s enough to make me not want to open the app. 🤷‍♀️

As far as the hate goes, I’m not going to justify any of it by responding to the messages (other than blocking the sender) nor by answering the applicable hateful asks in my inbox. 💁‍♀️

In terms of the pressuring, I mean.. I get it. I too struggle with a lack of new content for my favorite characters/people/stories/etc.

But, please realize even while I’ve been away from the app, I’ve been posting stories at least twice a week if not more. I know it might not be what, or for whom, you’re wanting just yet. But, I’m getting there, I promise!

I’m still writing and have been during this unplanned ‘Tumblr break’.

I will try and get new content that’s not already on the pre-scheduled list ASAP. But please be patient with me!

If you have concerns about a particular request, you can always ask or check in! 💜

But please don’t yell, try to make me move it up or post before it’s complete, or state that I need to do a certain fic before a different one. I have a reason for my ordering even if seems like chaotic madness lol. And I’ll get to it all, but to ask me to bump down or postpone someone else’s request for yours is not very considerate.

Appreciation

Lastly, I want to thank all of you who have been so friendly and supportive! The amount of love I feel from many of you outweighs the hatred I might get from time to time. And I truly appreciate you for that! 💜

And to my fellow Swifties, wanting to share my thoughts with you all and hear yours (for Speak Now TV of course) is what motivated me enough to bring me back to the app tonight, so thank you 💜🎵

Tagging some of my more interactive mutuals to be sure they see this explanation as to my lack of response! 💜

@b3kk3r-by-br3kk3r @ell0ra-br3kk3r @missdreamofendless @nikfigueiredo @theslayerofthevampires

#update #Jahayla’s post #Jahayla’s Announcements ⚡️ #ily #tysm everyone #mwuah <3

[thermitetermite]

For the tag/ask game!

How to Parent a Supervillain

Potential found family my weakness! Ugh!

But the title that most intrigued me was (unsurprisingly):

That sound aluminum foil makes when you shake it

Like what??? This is heroes and villains? Are they trying to guess sounds or something? 😂

Love (but now I'm going to bed),

@heroes-villains-side-blog

Prompt #15 - Sound powers

Tldr: When Villain is woken up in the middle of the night, they have a serious talk with Hero about their health.

CW: Mentions of possible sleep apnea, doctors, tornado siren/alarm, negative self talk, and surgery

Author's note: So sorry for the late reply! I'm trying to go through my inbox now but classes have me busy. I hope you enjoy!

Hero loved Villain and Villain loved Hero. It was obvious when you looked at them.

How fondly they looked at each other. How you could find them in the back of any party whispering and giggling to each other. How close they always were, sitting in each other's lap or holding hands whenever you saw them.

It was a whirlwind romance of the best kind. They wed after 2 years despite everyone saying it probably wouldn't last. It was because of their love that they compromised their duties.

Villain wanted to be with Hero no matter what, even at the cost of giving up villainy. Hero, not wanting Villain to be alone in sacrificing, gave up their active heroing duties.

Of course not all of their nature was denied by their sacrifices. Hero switched from active hero duties to desk duties and administration. They sometimes stood in to guard the building but nothing too much. And if Villain kept a couple secret deposit boxes and storage units Hero wasn't one to question.

Yes, the home they made together was steady and growing stronger everyday. However that wasn't to say they didn't go through some struggles.

Villain was sleeping soundly snuggled up to Hero when the sound of a tornado siren made them bolt awake. The sound completely surrounded them only caused them to freak out more.

"Babe! Babe! Please wake up! We need to get to the basement! Now!" Villain frantically shook Hero as they drug them out of bed. Hero got up with a start as well but only when they landed on the floor.

"Honey, what's wrong?!" Hero panicked while following Villain to the basement.

"Tornado!" Villain answered while curling up on the sofa in the basement family room. Hero quickly joined them, cuddling next to Villain and wrapping their arms around them.

"Hey hey hey. It's ok honey. Everything's going to be fine. Let's check the weather to see when the storm will be over ok?" Hero pulled up the weather on their phone only to be surprised when it said nothing about storms.

"Honey? Not that I'm doubting you but are you sure you weren't dreaming?" Villain shot them a death glare causing Hero to redact their question. Suddenly it dawned on Villain what made that noise.

"Hero? I think that was your version of snoring." Villain said looking shell shocked.

"No it couldn't be. I don't snore."

"But you have been complaining about being unable to sleep at night. And you've woken me up a couple of times this week when you startled awake. I thought you were having bad dreams but is it because of something else?" Villain questioned.

Hero sighed before answering. "I may or may not have woken up because it was hard to breathe. But I'm totally fine! Once I sit up for a bit everything's fine." Hero refuted. It was Villain's turn to sigh before cupping Hero's jaw.

"I know you're so strong and brave but you need to take care of yourself. I wish you had told me about this sooner. I don't know what you're going through but it could be serious. You might have some sleep apnea or you might even be starting a bad case of tonsillitis." Villain fretted while Hero refused to make eye contact.

"But what if I need surgery? What if they say it'll mess with my powers? What if I could never talk or yell again? I don't want to be useless..."

Villain was concerned that Hero immediately said they might need surgery but even more so they were worried about what Hero was thinking about themselves. Villain used their other hand to gently guide Hero's eyes to theirs.

"Hey. I know you're scared. I know you're hurting. And I'd give everything I have to make it go away. But please, never think you're useless, and never think that what you can do defines who you are. I love you and I'm so lucky to have you in my life." Villain tapped their wedding band against Hero's cheek reminding them that they chose to be with Hero. To remind them they wanted to be with Hero.

"Please take care of yourself. I'll happily take care of you too. I'll schedule an appointment for tomorrow and I want to come with you. Please? Will you please come with?"

Hero tried to look away but Villain tenderly held them in place. Hero just wanted to escape those pleading eyes. They hated making Villain worry like this and they knew Villain could see how guilty they felt. Hero closed their eyes before giving a soft "Yes."

Villain smiled, bringing them close for a kiss. They knew Hero had a hard time admitting when they needed help but Villain had their flaws as well. Both of them knew they'd pick each other, time and time again.

"Thank you." Villain cooed, scratching sweetly at Hero's scalp. Hero gave a pleased sigh and leaned in, eyes still closed. "Thank you." They echoed back, seemingly more relieved. Hero started to drift off as Villain adjusted both of them to lay in a reclined seat on the sofa.

No matter what the next day brought, they'd have each other. In sickness and in health.

#writing prompt #hero #hero x villain #heroxvillain #supervillain #villain #villian x hero #writing #super villians #villain in love #hero in love #hero x supervillain #writblr #writing ideas #writing requests #writing inspiration

[writtenbynath]

I asked for a dialogue

However @sweetsurrenderdoll gave me something else.

You also admit it's in your interest to tell people it's: really risky. You are biased. You're selling the hysteria and selling the cure. Thanks for clearing that up.

I have trouble understanding what you even mean in this text. What are you accusing me of? What did i write that made you respond with this? Please explain.

Neurals is not somebody I would describe as "a predator" by any stretch

And that shows what you know about his history in the hypnokink community. He's been here for a long time and he's gone under many different names. He has abused and stalked people and caused a lot of harm, with his files and his behaviour. I do not blame you for not knowing this. There was a point in time when I didn't know these things. We all have to start somewhere.

I realise I pulled the "Do you know who I am" card and that's generally not a cool move. I just thought it was funny that you said "good luck finding a top" to someone who teaches hypnotists how to do hypnokink. I just thought it was funny because I am a hypnotist.

Back to the subject at hand. It was never my intention to yell at @sweetsurrenderdoll (which is why I didn't tag them in my post about bad behaviour) and I would like to stop yelling at each other. So, don't accuse me of... whatever your point was about hysteria and cure.

Anyone who has been reading anything I've posted here in Tumblr know that I'm here and at the cons to teach how hypnokink is done safely and consensually. I talk about risks and I talk about how to avoid them. And how the hypnotist and the person getting hypnotised work together to make beautiful things happen. How you can just switch these roles around if you want, because you're both people with knowledge and skills that contribute to the experience. You're both people with wishes and limits that should be respected.

There's one problem, and I talk about it a lot. Abusive hypnotists. Like Neuroplex and Nimja. Sure. But also the ones that operate on a smaller scale. The ones that inbox scripts and spirals. The ones that hypnotise first and then try to push their ideas on a hypnotised person. The ones that ignore the fact that both partners are people with wishes and limits that should be respected.

Why do I talk about this problem a lot? Because it's the biggest problem our community faces. People who simply make mistakes and are willing to learn, they can just read more or sign up to a class. People who regret their mistakes can just apologise and learn to do better.

I don't have a solution. If I knew a way to make Nimja stop abusing people, that would be great, but I don't. Nothing I teach will change him or any other abusive person. So I tell people about what he's done, I warn people and I let his victims know that they're not alone and they are welcome in our community.

Removing the abusers will make our community safer for all of us. This is not something I can do alone. And I don't aspire to that. I'm just doing my part.

#hypnocommunity #hypnokink

[angelsaxis]

Forms of communication on Tumblr:

replies: only visible to you and the OP of the post. will not end up being seen by your followers unless someone screenshots it and puts in a reblog with a comment

reblog: like a retweet. you can add tags to a) add your thoughts (generally seen as more polite than reblogging with a comment), or b) categorize the post so you can find it later on your blog (i.e. tagging something as #recipes or #animals. also used for TWs and CWs)

reblog with a comment: soooooorta like a qrt except it will literally only be visible to you, whoever you reblogged the post from to comment, and the OP of the post. to see other comments you gotta go into the notes.

on that note please don't add weird comments or try to be snarky in the tags or slick in the relies the OP sees literally everything happening on their post. dont argue in replies ive had it happen to me and its annoying. there's not "omg you scoured every reblog on this 10k note post--" no the comment/reply/tag was at the top of my notifications tab

on that note: you can filter your notifications for bascally anything, which you cant do on twitter. filter for likes reblogs comments replies whatever.

asks: like....idek how to describe it tbh, people have asks games where you go into the inbox and send a prompt from a list of writing prompts, for instance. almost always answered publically, which means when the OP publishes the ask it can be interacted with like any other post. anon asks area lways answered publically. dont be stupid on anon.

DMs: exactly what you think

Some other rules of etiquette that I'm thinking of at the moment:

you can turn off reblogs on any post you make, which means no comments and no tags from other people. you can turn off replies for your whole blog, or limit them if you want

you can turn off the anonymous function on your inbox. helps to prevent idiots from yelling at you

dont be overfamiliar but that goes for any social media site

if you start following people and you have the default icon, header, and no bio, people will think you are a bot and block you. when u make ur account u can dress up ur tumblr page like your twitter to start if you want.

obviousl if you want to lurk you can do that but the general rule is that if you see a post you enjoy, you reblog it. your like will not end up on anyone's feeds so reblogging is literally the only way to spread a post around. especially art, please reblog art. tag it with what you like or don't, but again interaction is very manual and non-intrusive here

#angel posts #thatssss what i remember at least #the learning curve i dont think is too bad? #you can totally just rely and never comment if you wanna i dont think anyone cares #explore the settings page!

[ultkyu]

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[kithtaehyung]

RYEN HELLO OMG i'm finally here to scream in ur inbox about the window JFNDKFJNGK it's taken a minute bc i like to scroll through the chapter to make sure i don't forget anything and i can't stop re-reading it instead smh so first of all WHEN I TELL YOU MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THE TAGS omfg literally,,,, I DIDN'T EXPECT LIKE ANY OF THEM i was fr already a little feral and a little sweaty tbh. so u can imagine the whiplash when i start reading AND READER IS UPSET </3 but thank GOD for my queen dom <333333 always talking sense into reader!!! i am still literally screaming at her saying "make up with my future brother-in-law" LMAO AND EVEN THOUGH I KNEW THAT YOONGI WAS GOING TO SNEAK IN I STILL COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN I READ IT. i rlly love how this was "i'm yours and you're mine" but make it >:( lmao. yoongi said it best when he said "teach you to think i'm not yours. as if i don't wanna give you my shit so you can walk around everywhere with it on." SCREAMS (cut to yoongi giving reader HIS CHAIN kjgnkdjfgkjd i literally cannot stand it BUT OH MY GOD RYEN ALL THE SNEAKING AROUND GKJFKJGNDKJG literally saw my life flash before my eyes when bro came in and had to remind myself that This Is Not Real Life Please Breathe. literally every second bro wouldn't LEAVE i was just yelling in my head bc why are you here cockblocking. i love you please GET OUT. then i thought it was over AND NO??????? RYEN. look me in the eyes rn. hold my hands. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. HE KNOCKED ON THE WALL ??????? i can't complain too much bc cockwarming <3 BUT HELP. and vmin overhearing them when they think they're alone????????? dnkgjkjfdg i'm not strong enough to think too much about reader calling yoongi bitch and what happened right after. i am a weak weak person and you are so evil for making "you're gonna show me how you get off" yoongi GRAMMYS YOONGI. also bratty reader i am SCREAMING. like you're gonna call him bitch then disobey his orders????? "pass." ICON. talking about him being put in his place??? I WOULD PAY TO SEE IT. (also love how shy he was about it at the end gkjdnkfj like, sir, don't dish what you can't take. u wanna be punished a little, we get it, just say so) but it wouldn't be 3tan yoongi if he wasn't constantly checking in and taking care of reader </3 like when reader thought they heard smth and he said he was watching </3 when he thought they were in subspace and wanted to check </3 idk smth about it made me </3 </3 he's so </3 </3 i would like to end this off by saying i've never read so much smut i wish i could reenact. WHICH REMINDS ME. YOU'RE TELLING ME??? PEOPLE ARE OUT HERE USING 3TAN AS INSPO FOR THINGS TO DO WITH THEIR PARTNERS??? oh i'm so sick THAT SHOULD BE ME. like i'm glad for u but also jealousy is a disease and i'm SICK. anyways, i'm glad you took your time with it!! it was (as always) worth the wait and i'm p sure i say this every time but perhaps this is my new favorite part???? it's got it all. angst, fluff, communication, their friends, yoongi being sweet, yoongi being a menace, i would keep going but the list will get so long and this is already. A LOT and i don't want tumblr to eat it!!! -loona anon MWAH

LOONA OMFGGGG HI BABE gonna put this under a cut bc it's time to scream back!

WHEN I TELL YOU MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THE TAGS omfg literally,,,, I DIDN'T EXPECT LIKE ANY OF THEM i was fr already a little feral and a little sweaty tbh. so u can imagine the whiplash when i start reading AND READER IS UPSET </3 but thank GOD for my queen dom <333333 always talking sense into reader!!! i am still literally screaming at her saying "make up with my future brother-in-law"

LMFAOOO i told y'all the warnings were already enough to make me sweat!! and look where we ended up. i don't think anyone knew the extent of my truth there ahahaha. but also, reader baby is upset?? who do i fight oh we're fighting yoongi</333 tragic.

LMAO AND EVEN THOUGH I KNEW THAT YOONGI WAS GOING TO SNEAK IN I STILL COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES WHEN I READ IT. i rlly love how this was "i'm yours and you're mine" but make it >:( lmao. yoongi said it best when he said "teach you to think i'm not yours. as if i don't wanna give you my shit so you can walk around everywhere with it on." SCREAMS (cut to yoongi giving reader HIS CHAIN kjgnkdjfgkjd i literally cannot stand it

HAHAHA yes. yoongi managing to surprise us even though his threat about going through a window is right there in writing.... we are the whole circus!! but yeah both of them were just so upset and adorable and i can't stand them actually?? lol.

BUT OH MY GOD RYEN ALL THE SNEAKING AROUND GKJFKJGNDKJG literally saw my life flash before my eyes when bro came in and had to remind myself that This Is Not Real Life Please Breathe. literally every second bro wouldn't LEAVE i was just yelling in my head bc why are you here cockblocking. i love you please GET OUT. then i thought it was over AND NO??????? RYEN. look me in the eyes rn. hold my hands. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. HE KNOCKED ON THE WALL ??????? i can't complain too much bc cockwarming <3 BUT HELP.

the bro interruptions were honestly so FUN to write i was cackling and crying the whole time!! like how does this man know exactly when to ruin a good time his comedic timing was gd hilarious. the fact that you had to take a breath to remind yourself it's not real is so cool?? wtf that's a huge compliment! and the double down is my absolute favorite bc it led to super cute moments :((( but was HORRIFYING when it started happening ahahahaha

and vmin overhearing them when they think they're alone????????? dnkgjkjfdg i'm not strong enough to think too much about reader calling yoongi bitch and what happened right after. i am a weak weak person and you are so evil for making "you're gonna show me how you get off" yoongi GRAMMYS YOONGI. also bratty reader i am SCREAMING. like you're gonna call him bitch then disobey his orders????? "pass." ICON. talking about him being put in his place??? I WOULD PAY TO SEE IT.

I WANT BOTH OF THEM LET ME IN COACH IM SLIDING DOWN THE WALLS BANGING ON THE DOORS. i want vmin too but that's a different story lol. but gOD reader in this was an icon a king a queen a god a goddess all of the praise. to be like that in front of grammys yoongi telling you to show him that? i dunno how reader got the words out lmfao. but the adrenaline rush must have been a huge boost to confidence levels.

(also love how shy he was about it at the end gkjdnkfj like, sir, don't dish what you can't take. u wanna be punished a little, we get it, just say so) but it wouldn't be 3tan yoongi if he wasn't constantly checking in and taking care of reader </3 like when reader thought they heard smth and he said he was watching </3 when he thought they were in subspace and wanted to check </3 idk smth about it made me </3 </3 he's so </3 </3 i would like to end this off by saying i've never read so much smut i wish i could reenact.

PLEASE. YOU GET IT. yoongi being a fcking menace in the control seat but we all know what he wants to see!! he isn't slick at all omfg i'm so sjfjddjks if we ever get to reader's turn? it's over. it's over for everyone involved i may need 28 business days to get through it lol. but yoongi was an absolute sweetheart here. he was mad! he was pissed! but that didn't mean he was gonna disregard the basics like wellbeing and awareness. he knows how to hold himself back and that puts reader in a wonderful position.

WHICH REMINDS ME. YOU'RE TELLING ME??? PEOPLE ARE OUT HERE USING 3TAN AS INSPO FOR THINGS TO DO WITH THEIR PARTNERS??? oh i'm so sick THAT SHOULD BE ME. like i'm glad for u but also jealousy is a disease and i'm SICK.

HAHAHAHA YES LOONA. THERE REALLY ARE PEOPLE OUT HERE DOING JUST THAT AND IM LIVING FOR ITTTT. if i could send you a 3tan yoongi i most definitely would</33

anyways, i'm glad you took your time with it!! it was (as always) worth the wait and i'm p sure i say this every time but perhaps this is my new favorite part???? it's got it all. angst, fluff, communication, their friends, yoongi being sweet, yoongi being a menace, i would keep going but the list will get so long and this is already. A LOT and i don't want tumblr to eat it!!!

i'm screaming?? if this is your new fave part?? hell yeah. that makes me happy bc i didn't think this was on the same level of quality as the others! but if you like it then i'm very satisfied. and you got a point about it having a bit of everything! it's not a holiday special for nothing ehehehe. thank you so much again babe. this made me smile and laugh today LOL ily!

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[earthchica]

ungodly hour ➝ part one

Chris Evans x Reader OFC! ( Zariyah Hawthorne ) 

Summary: in which Chris and Zariyah have to work alongside each other despite being exes. 

Warning: Angst & Cursing

Word Count: 1K

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October 9th, 2016 ➝ Los Angeles, California

"Alright, ladies. How does she look?" Hallie asks, pulling me out of the bathroom and into my bedroom.

"Yass, baby sis. You better work queen!" Zoey says, snapping her finger which made us all laugh. 

The girls all gave me sweet compliments that made me feel good about myself. 

I wasn't gonna lie, I looked amazing in this purple ruched, off the shoulders dress. 

It was sexy, classy and it hugged every inch of my body. For the first time in quite a while.

I felt confident, especially after putting on my six-inch heels to match my classic nude lipstick.

"Alright now. You're meeting your blind date at Donatello" Hallie says, handing me my jacket and clutch purse.

“Have fun but not too much" She giggles. I rolled my eyes, taking my stuff and saying goodbye to the girls.

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"Hello, Ma'am. Welcome to Donatello, do you have a reservation?' The hostess asks with a sweet smile.

"Yes, um it's probably under the name Colton. I'm his blind date" I said, looking down at the text. 

She nods, motioning me to follow her.

"Yes, please follow me. He's already at the table waiting" She says walking swiftly for me to follow.

We stopped in front of a private table where a very handsome and well-put-together man was sitting, he was typing away on his phone.

"Mr. Colton, your date has arrived." He slowly looks up and grins charmingly as his green eyes connect with mine.

He kindly dismisses the hostess, while standing up to get a good look at me. He pulls my chair out for me.

"Thank you," I said, sitting down. 

"You are very welcome," He says, sitting back in his chair and holding his hand out. 

"I'm Zachary Colton"

"I know who you are and I'm Zariyah Hawthorne." I answered, gently placing my hand in his. 

“Likewise!“ He says, planting a soft kiss on the back of my hand, I felt the inside of my cheeks heat. 

His eyes glided to mine and a sly smirk crept on his face. I could tell he was a charmer.

Chris

I don't know why I agreed to do this blind date bullshit. I mean my blind date was hot, but she had nothing on Zariyah.

I sighed, looking around the restaurant, completely ignoring my date. When my eyes landed on her, she was here.

Zariyah was laughing while sitting across from a tall, built man. Her nude lipstick decorated her full lips and the dress she was wearing fit her body well.

Man, fuck her. She broke my heart and didn't give me a reasonable explanation on why.

"I’m gonna go talk to her," I said in my mind, scrambling to get up from my seat but my date grabbed my hand and stopped me.

"Where are you going?" She asks with a confused look. "Um, I'll be right back"

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I truly thought Zach would turn out to be a self-centered asshole but he was a charming gentleman. 

He was making me laugh so much that I had to excuse myself to use the bathroom. 

I got up from the table and walked towards the ladies' bathroom, but before I could get there someone pulled me into a closet.

I tried to get out of the person's grip but I stopped when I heard their voice. I turned around and there he stood, wearing a navy blue suit.

We both didn't say anything, just intensely staring at each other until one spoke.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked with irritation.

"Zari, I need to talk to you" He says.

"There’s nothing to talk about" I said, trying to snatch my arm away from him, rapidly discovering that he was too strong to overpower.

"Zari!" He said my name softly, I tried my hardest to fight the tears but I couldn't. 

"Baby, please!"

"Get off of me, cheater. I'm not gonna cry over you," I said, gathering enough strength to push him away and wipe my tears.

Chris made a frown. 

"Cheater? I never cheated on you, Zari. Is this why you broke up with me?"

"Oh stop, you know what you did. God, if you just wanted to fuck someone else, at least be a man, and broke up with me first"

"Zari, this is-" I cut him off.

"I'm not gonna fucking talking about it anymore. I'm done!" I said, about walking away but he stopped me when he said those three little words.

"I love you, Zari," He says. I turned back around and saw tears coming down his face. 

"What did you say?"

"I said that I love you Zari and I'm telling you right now that I would never cheat on you. This is all a misunderstanding and I'll prove it to you." Chris says.

"I don't want you to prove anything, I just want you to leave me alone," I said. 

Chris shook his head, not giving up so easily. "Please Zari," He says, quickly wiping his eyes.

"JUST LEAVE OKAY. I DON'T-Just go please," I whisper yells at him. 

I couldn't even say I don't love him because I do, with teary eyes and slumped shoulders. 

“Okay” He nods and walks out of the closet.

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"Are you...okay?" Zachary asks as I take down my full glass of wine. 

"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine," I said, licking my lips. 

"Look, Zachary. I'm not looking for anything too serious, just looking to have fun. If you know what I mean"

Zachary was taken aback but quickly changed his expression into a charming smirk.

"Sure, I know what you mean. Do you want to get out here?" He asked and I nodded, calling the waitress for the check.

Zachary paid for dinner, I got out of my chair and allowed Zachary to guide me out of the door with his arm around my waist.

I could feel a pair of eyes staring at the back of my head as I was leaving with Zachary and I knew whose eyes it was but I don't care to look back.

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[justcourttee]

I would love for like Adrien to find a lost 4 year old at one of his photo shoots and after conformting the child and trying to help him find his parents the kid yells mommy! And runs to damian and Marinette

So so sorry for being so inactive. It’s been a crazy semester and I haven’t been able to sit down and write as much as I had hoped. (Side note, If you sent a request, I promise I will get to it. I never overlook them unless they are the same request twice. I will only answer one if it’s the same prompt :))

There were three or four of these requests in my inbox all slightly different but based on this same idea! So I hope you enjoy this :)

Just Like You

Adrien knew one thing was absolute in this world.

Photoshoots always were and always would be the bane of his existence.

He thought that when his father left him in charge of the company so that he and Nathalie could travel the world, he could lay off on the photoshoots, hire some new faces. What a naive wish. He should’ve known that his father would have booked him to wear all of the upcoming designs and deadlines for the next two years.

“Alright guys, let’s call it quits for now and take an hour lunch. Everyone meet back here by 1.”

Adrien sighed as he slipped off the jacket he was wearing, handing it off to the intern before stepping out of their cornered off section of the park. What to eat for lunch was the only question plaguing his mind as he unconsciously stepped toward Andre’s cart conveniently set up a mere 20 feet from their site.  He was so close to his tasty snack when a cry pierced his ears.

His eyes swept the park looking for the culprit only pausing once they landed on a small child collapsed by the water fountain, their face buried in tiny hands.

Nobody seemed to be rushing to their aid, in fact, it was as if all of Paris was trying to ignore the girl’s cries as they scurried to wherever they were in such a hurry to be. Typical. His eyes glanced once more longingly at the ice cream cart before his feet turned on their path. He tried to approach as slowly as possible stopping a couple of feet from the child, careful to not scare her off.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?”

She didn’t even bother to look up, her wails echoing off the marble of the fountain. Adrien wasn’t sure what to do. He had worked with kids before in photoshoots, but he truly had no personal experience with them.

“Why are you crying?”

There was still no answer. He didn’t know what he was expecting. Just because he changed the question didn’t mean she was going to automatically talk to him. So instead, he remained crouched, hoping he could wait her out before his lunch break ended.

“Mom-Mommy told me not to talk to strangers sir.”

Her french was jagged, much like it was a language in progress. She was definitely from out of town. That concerned Adrien more than anything else. Hawkmoth may have fallen off the face of the Earth, but that didn’t mean every scum followed suit.

“That’s good advice from your mom. Is she with you today?”

Adrien regretted the words the minute they flew from his mouth. Her whole body stiffened as if she suddenly remembered her situation.

“I don’t know. She told me to stay put, but I saw this pretty butterfly and I thought it was one of mommy’s friends. So I tried to chase and after it and when it went bye-bye, I didn’t know where I was.”

Slowly, her head tilted to the side, her watery eyes drilling into his as if she wasn’t sure whether to cry or attack. The look, however, wasn’t what sucked all the air out of his surroundings.

“My God, you look just like her.”

The child turned her whole body, her face morphing from hostile to curious. It was as if some Akuma had hit Marinette Dupain-Cheng shrinking her to the size of one four-year-old girl. She was identical to the girl he had cared for save for her eyes. Instead of the mesmerizing blue he had gotten lost in so many times, they were a striking emerald green.

“Can we get some ice cream?”

Adrien blinked twice as if waking from a strange dream.

“From that cart over there?”

Her little finger nearly poked his eye out as she motioned behind him to where Andre stood.

“I-I-um,” his voice hadn’t cracked in years, was he going to hit puberty again? “I thought I was a stranger. You can’t get ice cream with a stranger.”

Gone were her tears and in their place stood a dazzling smile of tiny peals.

“You’re right, but you’re not gonna hurt me, mister. I can tell by your eyes. Daddy always tells me to check the eyes.”

Without another word, she skipped past Adrien forcing him to chase after her retreating figure. She had just reached the cart when a frantic voice stopped her order in its tracks.

“Amelia Martha Wayne, Where are you?”

“Mommy!”

It was as if she completely had forgotten about her ice cream as she pushed past Adrien’s legs leaving him frozen in place. That voice. He hadn’t heard it in so many months, so many years. It stilled his racing heart.

“Mommy, mommy, do you want some ice cream? This nice man was about to pay for some!”

Instantly Adrien felt his senses heightened. It felt as if he was seconds away from his death bed.

“I promise Marinette, it wasn’t like that!”

Adrien whipped around, his hands straight up in the air only to come face to face with a shorter, very angry face. His fist was already balled, raised in the air as if he was going to clobber Adrien from behind.

“Damian! Wait!” In an instance, a flash of black hair jumped between him and his would-be assailant. “I know him! You remember my partner, right? This is Adrien!”

The words didn’t seem to ebb at his anger, but he slowly lowered his fist, reaching down to scoop up the little girl instead. Adrien released the breath he didn’t even know he was holding.

“That is you, right Marinette?”

He felt like time itself had frozen as she turned, that familiar smile blinding his vision. 

She had matured. Her smile no longer held the naivety and love from when they were younger, but it was just as bright and welcoming. He couldn’t help his own smile that pulled at his lips. She was just as intoxicating as ever. And she was-

His eyes landed on the small bump protruding from her stomach.

“Hey Kitty, it’s been a while.” Her eyes followed his to where they remained glued on her midsection. “Oh yes, a lot has happened the past few years. Please, allow me to introduce my husband Damian and our daughter Amelia.”

His eyes shot back up, the red swallowing his face as he shot his hand out to accept the man’s extended hand in front of him.

“Very nice to meet you Damian, and of course, you as well Amelia,”

The man didn’t utter a word, his face still contorted into the snarl he had upon arriving. Adrien felt as though his voice was stuck in the back of his throat. How could this small man be so intimidating?

“Set call! Ten minutes people, ten minutes!”

Adrien’s eyes widened as he yanked his phone from his back pocket. There was no way that he had wasted his entire break, he hadn’t even had lunch yet!

“I remember that sound, we should be heading out cause I doubt Amelia has given you any time to eat.” Her playful glare earned a giggle from the little girl who mouthed a sorry to him. “But we should catch up before we head back to the States! Just text me when you’re free.”

Her smile was still warm, her eyes still shining with love, but there was one difference from the Marinette he used to know. All of that love was no longer directed at him. He watched as she intertwined her hand with the man beside her, turning to leave the park, the giggle of her and Amelia echoing in his ears. He wanted to reach out, ask them to stay longer, watch the shoot for old time's sake. But as they retreated further away, he couldn’t find it in him to bring her back to the past.

He chuckled quietly to himself, turning to rush to Andre’s cart before he had to return to the life he had chosen.

“I’m happy for you Marinette and that little girl of yours, well,” he spared one last glance over his shoulder, Amelia’s smile just as blinding as the one from his childhood “she looks just like you.”

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